Traveling Ingys Visit Our Neighbors to the North

And when I say "north" I mean waaayyy north. Shelley was nice enough to take us along for her trip to Québec City. Being that I'm a native Texan and Jason's an A&M graduate, we're about as far from French-Canadian as you could possibly be....Pretty sure there's not many Conservative Republicans running around up there. But, looks like we still had a great time!

Here we are at our hotel. The hotel we stayed at is the Fairmont Le Château Frontenac. Of course since it's French-Canadian it's not merely a hotel located in the heart of Old Québec ─ it is the heart of Old Québec! I'm guessing Le Château isn't the French word for La Quinta.

Nestled on a mountainside overlooking Lac Beauport, Mont Tourbillon is one of the most scenic golf courses in Québec. Since it's opening, it has become an established favorite with golfers who enjoy the mountain vistas as much as the challenging play. JR wasn't too impressed since he prefers "Dinosaur Golf" at the Katy Mills Mall.

We also went to Montmorency Fall just outside of Québec City. It has impressive waterfalls measuring 83-metre high. (in honor of our trip, notice my use of the metric system and the spelling of the word "meter")

Thanks for taking us along, Shelley. And everybody else, don't forget to get out your Traveling Ingys and take us around. We don't have to go anywhere "special" we just want to go! And if you'd like your own Traveling Ingys to take pictures with (and be featured on our blog), just drop me an email. I'll be happy to send you one!

A Whopper of a Tale

Today's posting starts with a little refresher course in children's bible stories. Here's the verse: Jonah 1 1:3 1 The word of the Lord came to Jonah 2 "Go to the great city of Nineveh and preach against it, because its wickedness has come up before me." 3 But Jonah ran away from the Lord and headed for Tarshish.
So, Granny Sherry was a huge help last week by taking JR to school for me a couple of times. On the way, they had the following conversation:
JR: Granny Sherry, Did you know that Baby Moses got swallowed by a big fish?
Sherry: Well, actually JR, Wasn't it Jonah that got swallowed by the big fish?
JR: Yes, that's what I meant. Did you know Jonah got swallowed by a big fish?
Sherry: Yes, JR, I did know that.
JR: Yep, He got swallowed by a big fish because God told him to go to Nin-a-vah and he went to Target instead.

Oh, how well I've taught him to shop. Yes, JR, I would have to agree. Sometimes it's hard to do what God tells you, especially when there's a Target nearby!

Baby Talk: On The Move

Guest Blogger: Reed Ingersoll
Even though I'm the youngest and the smallest of the babies, I still do most everything first. Kyle is crawling now, but I did it about a month before he did. And I'm still a lot faster than he is! Mommy and Daddy say I look like a baby sea turtle. What do you think?

Baby Talk For Real

Guest Blogger: Kyle Ingersoll
I'm bloggin' again today, and I've brought video for you this time. Now we all know my mom isn't the best videographer in town. First, there was the snake incident where she held the camera wrong. Then, she was supposed to be doing a serious documentary on the hurricane and she started squealing when it rained on her. But this one really takes the cake. Here I was showing off my new verbal skills and my mom comes down with a case of the hiccups. Not once, but twice we tried to show everybody how I can talk, and both times she ruined my big moment. So please enjoy my new found vocabulary ability, and try to ignore my mom hiccuping and dropping the camera...Oh, and will somebody please tell Daddy to take over the cinematography responsibilities in our house?

Baby Talk: Tearin' Up the Joint

Kyle: Y'all may have forgotten us. We're the twins Mommy had about 8 months ago.
Reed: She's been totally hogging the blog; we haven't written in a whole month.
K: We told her how upset we were about the blog situation, and since we're the babies, she said we could write on it whenever we wanted.
R: So we just might take over for the next few days!
K: Mommy and Daddy are all in a tizzy these days about how long we've been living here at Granny Sherry's.
R: I don't know what they're so worried about, Granny said we could make ourselves at home...so we did.

R: Here's one of the first things I learned to do. I can pull up on Granny's big cushy ottoman. I taught myself that pretty fast, now I'm trying to figure out if I can crawl on top of it. I'm thinking these big black pillows I'm standing on will give me just enough height to throw my leg up there...I'm sure I'll be doing that any day now.

K: At first I was a little upset to discover that Pee-Wee has more toys than I do. But then after I got the basket turned over, I found out how much fun they can be! Pee-Wee's pretty excited about it too...now he can get to the toys that were at the bottom of the basket.

K: Mommy kept hollering something about "No!" and "Dog Toys" and "Mouth" and then she'd take them away from me. But around day 7 of us being here, she just gave up. These toys are great, they even squeak when I chew on them!

K: The other really great thing Pee-Wee has is his own door. I know it must be for Reed and me too since it's just our size! We still haven't figured out how to get ourselves through it, but dropping our toys through it is a blast! I can also hold it up and just take a look outside whenever I want! So cool!

R: My favorite thing is this flower cart Granny Sherry has. I can climb in the bottom of it and Mommy will find me hanging half out of it all the time. Granny even has this soft blanket in it so I don't hurt my face when I launch myself in it.

Granny's bottom shelves got cleared out pretty fast, and look how fun these cubes are to crawl through. And if you get a toy, you can bang it inside of here and it makes the most fabulous loud noise!


I love crawling through these too, but as you can see, there's some stuff on the middle shelf. I've already made it to one of the middle shelves, but Mommy cleared it out too fast for me to find out what was on it. But don't worry, when Mommy's not looking, I'll climb up to one of those other shelves and let you know what's up there!

I'm Done With It

When I checked the Centerpoint Energy website today it said maybe we'll have power on Sunday. Sunday! I've been through all kinds of emotions since finding that out...anger, sadness, depression...And I wrote two posts on the subject. One in a rage filled rant, and a more light-hearted post comparing my feelings about Centerpoint to Obama and Tom Cruise. After deleting both, I've decided this is my last hurricane post, although I'll still continue to update our electricity status to the right. I've dedicated enough time to this hurricane and I'm tired of Ike stealing my blog's joy. So to wrap up all hurricane talk, here are the pictures of our street and house waiting for "big trash pick-up" AND electricity.

Native American Cuisine

Yes, we are still Ike refugees at Granny Sherry's house, but Praise the Lord (or as my mom would say 'PTL') JR started back to school today. And with the starting of school, JR was able to crack me up with one of our conversations:

JR: Mommy, Do you know about plaid corn?
Me: Plaid corn?
JR: Yes, plaid corn. It's what the Indians ate. Its real name is 'Indian Corn', but it looks plaid.
Me: Oh! Yes, JR, I know what you're talking about.
JR: God made plaid corn, then he made yellow corn.
Me: Are you learning about the Indians at school?
(I'm a little confused at this point because I'm thinking it's too early for Thanksgiving talk.)
JR: No, we got to change the season to 'fall', and the picture is of plaid corn. Mrs. Jennings told us that the Indians ate plaid corn.
Me: Oh, okay. Did she tell you what else the Indians ate or did they just eat plaid corn?
JR: Mommy, they ate everything we eat...except it was all plaid.